Prices
By: Harrison Chiu
A man in a hanging suit stands at
the podium,
A piggish face, lined with sweat
A swollen and quivering mouth, ugly
in power
A series of words, flowing from his
mouth;
A soliloquy, questioning “materialism’s
cost”
A secret, about the “nature of greed”
A veritable “truth about changing
times”
A remembrance, of the past “age of
values”
A glorious monologue, against the “manipulators
of money”
A whisper, about “the power in the
hands of the people”
A demonstration, to “show our
ability”
A compassionate donation, to all
the “cheated mothers”
A kitchen built, for all the “impoverished
children”
A seed, planting an “idea of change”
A bitter harangue, denouncing “politicians
and bankers”
A vicious diatribe, against “rising
prices”
A nod, to the “difficulty of this
right cause”
A promise, to “change and make
things right”
All for the cheap cost of $19.99,
today
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